The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

This night was destined to be a sleepless one.

Candles burned all night in Xu Lingqiao's room at Rongfu Garden, in Jin Fuyun's embroidered pavilion at the Princess's villa, in Huang Zhi's study at the Huang family's residence, and in Mu Yunzhi's guest room.

The next morning, rain began to fall, pouring down as if the sky had a hole in it.

In Shaohua Garden, Rendong led Hehua into the inner room twice. Pei An wanted to get up, but was stopped twice by Song Guanzhou.

"Honeysuckle, you all go outside. Silang and I will sleep a little longer."

Her upper body, from the chest to the abdomen, was soft and boneless, pressing down on Pei An. Pei An chuckled, "With your physique, if you were to crush your husband, you'd probably have to eat for a few more years."

Song Guanzhou glanced at him and said, "Although he has lost some weight, he is still difficult for you to control with one hand."

Oh dear, the experienced driver started driving. Pei An was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he came to his senses and almost couldn't stop laughing. He wanted to play around with Song Guanzhou, but the woman dodged him coquettishly and casually said, "My leg is still injured."

"...At least it was you who said it."

Pei An didn't dare to go too far, but the canopy bed was thick, and the layers of curtains blocked the sound of the rain outside. Song Guanzhou was a little displeased, so he asked Ren Dong to come in and roll up all the curtains. He opened the front and back window panes, and instantly, the wind blew in.

A cool sensation permeates the body.

Pei An was dressed in his undergarments, his hair tied up in a bun on top of his head. He had slept through the night and it was still neat. He was supposed to have a day off yesterday, but because of some business with other departments, Lord Jiang instructed him and his colleagues to work an extra day. Today, they were given a day off to make up for it.

When Song Guanzhou first heard it, he found it quite interesting.

They're so open-minded, they should take a day off. It's raining heavily today, so the couple just lazily stayed in bed, chatting idly.

The conversation casually shifted, and Song Guanzhou leaned on Pei An's shoulder, "Yesterday, my sister-in-law said she wanted to marry my cousin off to her brother, but I refused because my cousin has been having a bad year."

"The Qi family is barely a good place to go."

Pei An thought for a moment and told Song Guanzhou about the situation of the Qi family. "Now the head of the Qi family is the eldest sister-in-law's mother, who is a bit domineering. Even the Qi family uncle is mostly under her control. I'm afraid the one the eldest sister-in-law mentioned is the younger brother born out of wedlock. He is decent in appearance and character, but it's not easy for someone born out of wedlock to be a wife."

Song Guanzhou scoffed, "Whether it's an easy task or not, my cousin certainly can't go."

In this traditional and feudal era, Xu Lingqiao encountered such a thing, and she needed to carefully consider her future relationships. She frowned and pondered, but Pei An gently stroked her brow, easing her worries.

"There's no need to look for a good marriage in the capital. Let your cousin take the lead in this matter, and you and I will support you from behind. We'll find a woman of good character and appearance, with an open mind and a modest but wealthy family background. Your cousin will then be worry-free for the rest of her life."

If Xu Lingbai were to be on the list and achieve fame, and Pei An and his wife were of such high status...

With such a family to rely on, Xu Lingqiao wouldn't suffer much injustice.

Song Guanzhou and Pei An thought of the same thing. "Speaking of which, it's true that at my cousin's age, without a marriage, everyone who comes and goes will ask her a few questions. Otherwise, I think my cousin still can't let go of what happened before, so it would be better to postpone the marriage for a while longer."

Upon hearing this, Pei An chuckled in disbelief.

He pinched Song Guanzhou's cheeks and tugged at them, forcing the charming girl into a devilish face. "You can't say that. Your cousin is only a few months older than you. She'll be twenty soon. It's not a good thing for a young woman to be unmarried at that age."

"Hmph! You always have something to say!"

Song Guanzhou was displeased and lightly bit his finger, "Why don't you mention that your Jin Fuyun is also in her early twenties..."

Whoops!

This woman's temper can flare up at any moment.

Pei An wasn't angry. He explained to her softly, "My cousin is different from Fuyun. Fuyun was engaged early on. He Dalang was a good match in terms of character and family background, but he died of a sudden illness. Fuyun was left a widow. After such a thing happened to her, potential suitors became hesitant."

"What are you worried about? Jin Fuyun isn't married into the family. Are you suggesting we label her as a jinx?"

Although he hated Jin Fuyun with a vengeance, this matter had to be addressed separately.

Pei An nodded, "The powerful and wealthy are more cautious than ordinary people. A woman's birth date and marriage details are always brought up in detail when arranging a marriage. The matter of Fuyun and He Dalang has long been known in the capital. Since Fuyun came to the capital, people from ordinary families dare not get involved, while wealthy families do want to, but they can't bring themselves to propose marriage to her."

After a while, it became even more difficult.

"Now that Prince Yong has proposed marriage, you all praise Prince Yong."

Song Guanzhou became increasingly confused about the original work, as many characters were not mentioned in the original work, including He Jiang.

“Prince Yong is a good match for you, and it’s almost time for it to happen.”

Song Guanzhou became interested. "If it is the day of your engagement, your dear friend will surely come to the banquet. Could you please take me with you?"

"If Fuyun sends an invitation and you are willing, it would be fine for my husband and me to come and offer our congratulations."

Hearing this, Song Guanzhou rubbed his hands together, eager to try, "To be honest, it's been quite a while since I've had a wedding banquet..."

She's been in this world for almost half a year and has never witnessed a wedding or other joyous occasion.

Pei An changed his position, leaning against her waist and abdomen, using the soft pillow as a support. "What's so difficult about that? After the results are announced, there will naturally be more marriage proposals. But if we really want to have a banquet, we'll have to wait until the end of the year, in the dead of winter, when all the happy events will coincide."

"If Jin Fuyun is to marry Prince Yong, it won't be until the end of the year?"

Pei An nodded, "It's just a verbal agreement now. If we can get married in December after the clan wedding, that would be considered fast. There was a reason why we were in such a hurry back then."

Song Guanzhou knew that it was because her mother was seriously ill, and in order not to delay his daughter's future, her father personally went to the government office to propose marriage.

Parents' hearts are always full of love and worry.

Thinking of this, Song Guanzhou pinched Pei An's tender waist. Pei An cried out in pain, looked up and pulled Song Guanzhou's head down, biting his red lips hard.

"She really has the heart to hurt your husband."

Song Guanzhou was kissed so hard she couldn't escape, and only after satisfying the man could she finally break free. She poked the man's cheek with her slender finger and said coquettishly, "She got married, and you don't even feel a sense of loss."

Upon hearing this, Pei An jumped up and said, "What a pretty jealous woman! It's no wonder you're always so jealous. Fu Yun is just a good friend of mine. I'm happy for her that she's found her Mr. Right. What kind of nonsense are you spouting!"

Seeing his eagerness to explain, Song Guanzhou felt a sudden surge of warmth in his heart.

"You only have me in your heart?"

As soon as he uttered the words, Song Guanzhou felt a chill run down his spine from his own sarcastic remarks. What a fool he was! How could he have said something so self-defeating…

Before she could feel annoyed, the man sealed her kiss with his. The two sat on the pomegranate-red bedding, kissing each other urgently and fiercely. A cool breeze swept in, and red silk gauze fluttered around them.

"...Only you, and it can only be you."